Chapter 56

Cordelia eyed Everard with a mixture of curiosity and caution.

His eyes betrayed no hint of fear, but his face was a shade paler than usual, perhaps from fright.

Whether he was faking it or genuinely scared, she couldn’t deny her boyfriend’s “reasonable request“. But she did have one card up her sleeve.

With a languid voice, she offered, “I’ll just grab your breakfast then.”

That would keep Cordelia at a safer distance from Everard.

As Cordelia turned to leave, Everard rose to his feet and followed closely behind her, his voice steady, “With you here, I’m not scared at all.”

Calvert, who had been sitting silently at the table like a church mouse, was speechless. Back in the day, when their group huddled together, they used to wonder if there was anything Everard couldn’t do. They concluded that Everard might only be helpless at dating.

Now it seemed like the big man could handle even that with flair.

In his first love, Everard was already pulling off moves so suave that surprised Calvert. He resolved to demand a “mental health allowance” when he got back for being force–fed this daily dose of romantic display. This was just inhumane

They continued their breakfast in silence.

Cordelia’s phone buzzed.

She glanced at it and saw a text from Actorman, ‘Lia, I got the bag! Thanks a bunch! How much do I owe you? Send over your bank details and I’ll transfer the cash”

She had shipped off the bag to Bland after acquiring it last week, but it was only now, seeing his message, that she remembered she hadn’t settled up with Everard

“How much for the bag?” she inquired.

Everard swallowed his mouthful of pancakes and replied, “200

Cordelia texted back the details.

LearnLover replied, “Two hundred. Bank account is XXX.

Actorman continued, “Got it, Lia. The money’s on its way”

Cordelia didn’t give it another thought and went back to her meal.

they finished, she pulled out her wallet and laid three hundred–dollar bills on the

at a

he swallowed the fact that this bag was actually worth

group chat “Who exactly is this girl?“, a heated

amazing, no clue where she gets this bag without markup. She sold it to me at the original

edition bags were collectibles and could be sold for a premium since they were in short supply

chump change. I sent her my sheet music. yesterday, and she pinpointed three issues

‘Designer bags are accessible with

Chapter 56

also the case for

were loval pursuers

tagged Frankie, asking. “How’s this

she doesn’t even realize the’s cracked Batra’s Conjecture. I’ve lost hope, not everyone who joins us is

just a young girl. Don’t set your standards

lunch, Cordelia headed

door Yates, sporting a shock of red hair, stepped out

safe distance, with

greeted him only when they were too close to ignore each other.

Yates

clearly annoyed, looked up with fiery eyes that nearly buckled the other’s knees.

about to move on when someone tapped his

Yates was about to lash out but turned to see a pair of

just looking at

reluctantly muttered, “Boss Cordelia.”

replied Yates‘ greet.

that was Yates now meekly followed her into the school, glancing back only to notice how her backpack sagged

move, he overheard her curious voice,

locked his phone and

her, he prepared for

simply acknowledged and didn’t

at a loss

with Yates quickly ascending to

school, and four members of the Flame Union were

No. 1 rushed over, “Bro Yates!”

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